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My Tears could fall unwanted
upon my sheets.
So gentle,
So quiet
that they could not be heard.
But i felt the ache there,
thick in my throat.
Burning in my chest.
Stinging in my eyes.
Pain was in front of me ,
and now resting in me.
So close that you could hear it
scream , "Suffer".
And i was Suffering.
In the coldest , cruelest way possible.

I Screamed for help.
Not a sound to my rescue.
I Cried for a little bit of sympathy.
But that didn't work either.

The darkness invaded me.
From that point on,
i Knew
I was

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myworld10 said...
Jul. 8, 2010 at 9:26 pm
This poem makes me feel like I am in my room all by myself, with no sign of light peaking in. I like the way you broke up the words. Good job! 
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